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Stone bone weary sadness buckles my days stumbles my nights
No use dreaming like I just done did again never
Learnin’ sunshine days visit but never stay
For the likes of this lad
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Wounded hearts bleed from wounded souls starving still
Love’s last chance offered by splayed fingerhands breaking
The sweat stained life’s killing habits leaves only darkness
For the likes of this lad
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Warm sun mornings hint dreams worth dreaming
Muscled legs standing back straightens tears wiped clear
Birds sing jewels into the morning air joyous
For the likes of this lad
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Leavin’ no song unsung poem unread dream undreamed
Leavin’ no hug no kiss no touch unfelt
Leavin’ no chance untried no love unloved no breath undrawn
For the likes of this lad
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